In the He Says/She Says series, we discuss financial topics where we agree to disagree.
You’ll hear the same advice from every personal finance guru out there: diversify, diversify, diversify. There’s any number of ways to do just that with your assets (even ones that might matter in a zombie apocalypse). And in our house, it’s really not too hard to figure out Joanna’s “investment” of choice: pillows.
This isn’t a topic I was planning to delve into on a personal finance-ish blog — but pillows use up our finances, and this topic gets personal. So there’s that.
Pillows are fine. I like putting my head on one. ONE. Uno. I don’t know how much clearer I need to be that my head only necessitates a single pillow to sleep on. Which is why growing up from childhood to college, I only ever had a single pillow on my bed. And that’s how my bed would still look, if it weren’t for meeting this one pretty Southern girl…
What’s funny is, Joanna sleeps with one pillow, too. But that doesn’t stop my girl from collecting pillows like they’re an endangered species. When we first got married, we only had a few “pillow worthy” pieces of furniture, so I didn’t catch on to her pillow lust all that quickly.
“So we’ll need to start with four more pillows for the bed, and then probably a couple throw pillows for the couch.”
“What? We already have pillows. And our couch is made of pillows. But that’s cool that there are pillows made especially for throwing.”
“We need them. They will make our house a home.”
“Ok. I actually have no idea what that means. But ok.”
And so it began. One pillow here, two pillows there. And five years of marriage later, we have enough pillows to sleep the entire Duggar family and THEN some. What’s crazier is that I’ve found out she’s not alone in suffering from cover-the-bed-so-all-you-see-is-pillows-itis. What is this phenomenon?
Other than a few early marriage splurges, Joanna’s been good about limiting her pillow purchases. But even when bought with restraint, I still don’t like pillows. They’re annoying to put on the bed, they’re frustrating to put covers on (this is starting to sound like an infomercial), and half the pillows we own aren’t even soft. Dumb. Alright, I think this rant is done. I’ve still got plenty of other things I’m thinking in my head, but I think I’ve wasted enough breath on them.
Can you hop in your bed at night without navigating a minefield of pillows? How do you really feel about pillows? Are they splurgeworthy?